Young Master in the Apocalypse

Hearing Greg's offer, Viktor was silent for a moment.

'Hmm, Eva and the others have got a good penthouse. I've been having some tough days lately. There's nothing wrong with having some entertainment here for a while.'

"Okay, I accept your offer," said Viktor.

Greg, who heard Viktor's good response, smiled with satisfaction. "Then let me leave for a while. I'll be right back."

The bald-headed man left the room. Not long after, a line of top Russian womens entered the room.

Viktor's eyes opened wide at their presence.

"Master Viktor, I'll leave them with you. If you want anything else, ask this person." Next to Greg was a man in a neat black suit. "His name is Makarov. He will serve you tonight."

Greg then left the room.

Feeling uncomfortable, Viktor told the three men in this room to leave. "Boris, Torri, you guys just wait outside. You, Makarov, if I need anything, I'll call you.

"Yes, Young Master."

"Very well, Mister Viktor."

Then they left the room, leaving Viktor with the eight girls.

"Okay Ladies, ready to have some fun tonight?"

"Yeah!"

The eight girls then entertained Viktor.

Two women sat on either side of Viktor, feeding him fruits. A woman was singing a song, and there was also a beautiful woman flirting with Viktor.

For almost an hour, they entertained Viktor. But for some reason, he was not satisfied. There was even a woman striptease in front of Viktor, but he wasn't impressed.

Victor was bored. There was something else bothering him.

'They're all pretty, but somehow they're a little lacking in energy.'

Feeling bored, he decided to go out.

"Sorry, ladies. I need to go to the toilet for a bit."

Viktor left the room, and then Makarov greeted him.

"Is there anything I can help you with, Mr Viktor?" greeted Makarov with respect.

Victor shook his head. "I need to go to the toilet."

Makarov showed the toilet room, and then Viktor went there.

Upon entering the toilet, he was treated to a sight that made him want to throw up.

"Shit."

A pair of men and women made love, but that was not the case. The condition of the toilet looked disgusting. The floor was dirty, full of tissues and used contraceptives. The smell of urine stung the nose. Even the lights seemed to flicker because they were broken.

Seeing this kind of condition, Viktor canceled his desire of washing his face.

He started to worry and remembered his business plan.

'Looks like I'll have to check this place out.'

Viktor quickly left the toilet. Outside, Makarov and his two loyal bodyguards were waiting for him in front.

"Hey, I want to take a look around for a bit," said Viktor.

Makarov's eyebrows shot up, he assumed that tonight's special guest was bored. "Very well, Mister Viktor. Please have a look. Please allow me to resign."

Then Viktor told his two bodyguards to wait in front of the previous room.

Viktor walked to the edge of the 3rd floor. He watched the hall, the sight of couples making love. But that wasn't what Viktor noticed.

His eyes were fixed on every detail in this building.

'Looking at it closely, this place is just a mess. Old fashioned interior, outdated furniture, lousy cleanliness. Especially the toilets… disgusting.'

When Viktor first entered this brothel, he didn't see everything in detail. He was just enjoying the atmosphere.

But it was only after looking at the floor and walls that Viktor realized how pathetic this place was.

The wallpaper on the wall looked damaged, and some parts looked browning. Alcohol bottles and peanut shells were scattered on the floor. Even though the comfort women here were beautiful, they looked thin and wore cheap clothes.

Viktor wanted to build this place into a luxurious and elegant club, so he needed to pay attention to every detail that could ruin his business.

'There are a lot of things that need to change in this place. This will take a lot of time and money.'

Just as Viktor was deep in thought, someone called out his name.

"Master Victor."

Viktor turned to see Makarov waiting behind him. "What is it?"

"I prepared an exclusive service for you."

Viktor's eyes narrowed, he thought this brothel had done everything they could to cheer him up.

Viktor actually wanted to go home, but out of curiosity, he accepted Makarov's offer.

"Show me the way."

Makarov smiled at Viktor's response. Then he led Viktor to another room. A different room from where Boris and Torri were waiting.

Viktor followed Makarov down a dark alley with the lights dimly lit.

'Are they going to set me up?'

Anxiety haunted Viktor. This place smelt fishy.

Not long after walking, they arrived in front of a large wooden door with unique carvings.

"Mr Viktor, I hope you like this." Makarov bowed, then opened the door.

From inside the room, a blinding light shone. His eyes were wide open as the scent of musk brushed Viktor's nose.

"Wow. Why didn't you show this earlier."

Makarov smiled with satisfaction, seeing his guest happy. "Sorry for the delay, Mr Viktor."

Viktor stepped into the room.

The all-gold interior adorned the room. On the walls were Middle Eastern carved patterns. Fresh fruits were arranged in a unique bowl. Vessels of various sizes contained alcohol. Two women wearing belly dancer costumes waited for Viktor on the bed.

Viktor's boredom was dispelled.

"I'll leave, Mr Viktor. We hope you are satisfied with our service," Makarov said before closing the door.

Now only Viktor was left with these two women.

"Ahem." Viktor was a little excited at this sight. Not to mention their belly dancer dress, their appearance was already very tempting.

Still, Viktor didn't want to stay. He had three women waiting for him at home. He decided to play for a while here.

Viktor walked towards the banquet table. He took a vessel and poured it into a glass. "Eh… can any of you dance?" said Victor. Then he sat on the sofa.

The two women with cloth masks covering half their faces got up. Music playing.

One of the brunettes danced before Viktor gracefully. While the other one with red hair was sitting by Viktor's side

Viktor focused on paying attention to every movement of the brown-haired woman's curves. His eyes could barely blink. While the red-haired woman sitting next to him poured a glass of wine.

"Have a drink, sir," the red-haired woman whispered into Viktor's ear. Viktor could feel the vibration through the woman's whisper.

The music hummed, and the woman's hips followed the rhythm of the music.

Viktor really enjoyed this entertainment.

However, Viktor felt something strange.

After a while, he felt like his head was floating. The dancing woman was getting blurry. The sound of music echoed in his ears.

"What is it, sir?" asked the woman next to him. Her face was very close, and her body hugged Viktor.

He bent down and squeezed his head.

'This sensation…'

Viktor was very familiar with this sensation. He tried to think hard. After a while, he then realized.

'Opium!'

Victor got up. The two female belly dancers were surprised by his reaction as Viktor turned his head from side to side.

In the corner of the room was a round object with gold carvings that emitted smoke.

With staggered steps, Viktor tried to turn off the sedative. When he was close to the source of the opium smoke, his steps faltered. And so he fell.

It felt like he was flying… until he lost consciousness.

Dizzy, that was how Viktor felt now. His body was heavy, and he couldn't move.

Slowly, he opened his eyes. Everything looked blurry. It took a while before he could finally see clearly.

Viktor found himself in a dark room. There was only light from a light bulb hanging overhead. The smell of dust made him cough.

In front of Viktor was a group of beautiful but fierce-looking women. One of them looked familiar to Viktor.

She wore a belly dancer outfit and had red hair.

Bang!

It was the sound of the chair hitting the floor. Viktor tried to get up, but ropes tied his body and limbs.

"You don't know who I am? I'm Viktor Romanov!" Viktor deliberately called out the cliché.

At the same time, Viktor communicated with Djin.

"Djinn, why didn't you help me when I was about to be kidnapped?" mumbled Victor.

<Kekeke… you said never to bother you while having fun.>

"Goddammit, Djinn! How many are they?" Viktor put aside Djinn's scorn as he prioritized what was important right now.

A notification popped up in Viktor's head.

[Earth Realm Initial Stage - 14 people]

[Earth Realm Middle Stage - 6 people]

[Earth Realm Peak Stage - 4 people]

[Sky Realm Middle Stage - 1 person]

He got kidnapped in bondage and was also surrounded by 30 women who don't seem to be here for a party.

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Written by Avans, Published exclusively by W.e.b.n.o.v.e.l,